What a weekend. I fell last Thursday night. Dealing with my new lifeline is hard going. They won’t be told. I’m on the flipping floor, I know what I need. Then I fell on Sunday night. Here we go again; could they note make note of the information I gave them before? All the time it’s getting hotter. Then I fell on Monday night. My friends rescued me. Telling lifeline was an ordeal.
I had a great meal out with friends on Tuesday and have just shared some cold beers with another chum watching the cricket. It’s either all or nothing. But this morning I had to shift out my heavy rising recliner to grovel on the floor (as near as I could get with a grabber) to reconnect the chair and my laptop. the water and ice cubes are helping.